The peach forest at night is particularly beautiful, and the peach forest around it is like a veil covering a layer of veil, misty and ethereal.

In the forest, after a certain distance, the gilded lampholder on the stone pillar will automatically ignite, all the way through, spreading in a circle, and it has been dissipating at the edge endlessly.

In the middle of the peach forest, the crystal bead curtain pours out, behind the curtain, someone wears a veil to stroke the qin, the sound of the piano flows between the ups and downs of the fingertips, or virtual or real, changeable, like a quiet stream dripping spring clear and ethereal and exquisite, and then the water gathers into a gurgling strong current, with tenacious vitality through the layers of mountains and reefs and shoals, merge into the rolling rivers and seas, and finally tend to be calm, only the remaining leisurely overtones, like the waves splashed by the fish jumping on the water surface.

Poetic and picturesque stand quietly behind the crystal bead curtain, listen quietly, and meditate quietly.

Behind the curtain, the hands of the dancing smoke stroked the qin, and the sound of the piano stopped.

She slowly looked up at the person in front of the curtain, her lips lifted slightly, she smiled thickly, and said softly:

"Picturesque sister, is my sister's piano good?"

Lifting the curtain and entering, the poetic and picturesque quietly staring at the woman in front of her, the singer of the Snow Sea Pavilion is still soft and beautiful, and under the light, it is more charming and refined.

Luo Wuyan got up, the tulle swayed, floating and flying, the long hair swayed with the footsteps, the eyes flowed, and the whites of the eyes shone with a faint flowing light, charming and moist.

"Picturesque sister, my sister has moved into the house, and in the future, I can talk with my sister at any time." A low laugh made the picturesque mood go to the bottom.

Luo Wuyan moved into the mansion with the permission of He Liyun, what does he mean by this?

Could it be that in his heart, her poetry is still not as picturesque as Luo Wuyan, a ruthless and venomous woman?

"Sister Ruhua, don't you want your sister to stay in the capital?" Luo Wuyan clinged to her side, reached out, lifted the hair that fell on her shoulder, and wrapped it around her fingers.

Shiruhua pulled back the hair that was wrapped around her fingers, raised her eyebrows, her eyes showed a fierce light, scorching, stretched out her fingers to provoke her chin, and cold consciousness sounded in her mind:

"Luo Wuyan, no matter what, the account between you and me still has to be settled, even if He Liyu lets you live in the mansion? In this house, who is not sure? ”

"Sister Ruhua, did you misunderstand something, do you have any accounts to settle between me and you?" Luo Wuyan asked suspiciously, her eyebrows furrowed, she didn't seem to remember any misunderstanding and entanglement with Shiruhua.

"Oh, my miss, why are you still here, the city lord is back, why don't you hurry up and prepare." A very familiar voice sounded behind Shiruhua, turned around to look, Shiruhua was stunned, and the person who came was also stunned, and then exclaimed.

"Okay, you stinky girl, I value you so much in vain, you ran away after killing someone, go, follow me to see the city lord, but you have to be the master of my Yuehai Pavilion." The person who came was Sister Xiang of Yuehai Pavilion, that day she and Shiruhua killed the flower thief and the guys in the courtyard left, the government seized the Yuehai Pavilion, if it wasn't for the day Luo Wuyan came to buy the Yuehai Pavilion, Sister Xiang may not be able to get out, although the Yuehai Pavilion was newly opened, but it was also classified into the Snow Sea Pavilion and became one of the sub-pavilions of the Snow Sea Pavilion, so that Sister Xiang could not be the master of the house and became the housekeeper of the Luo Wuyan, and later followed the Luo Wuyan to the City Lord's Mansion, and was happy in her heart, the City Lord's Mansion, wouldn't it be possible to see the famous City Lord at any time, The little resentment of becoming a housekeeper has also disappeared, and he really regards Luo Wuyan as the master in his heart, as long as he serves Luo Wuyan well, what he wants is not his own decision.

followed Luo Wuyan to the City Lord's Mansion, and she was still full of joy at first, but as time went by, she gradually understood that in this huge City Lord's Mansion, it was cold and cold, and the atmosphere was gloomy, and everyone did things quietly, not daring to speak loudly, nor daring to make the slightest mistake in violation of the law. And his master Luo Wuyan is obviously not one of the most glorious people in the city lord's mansion, and he learned from the maid that the most powerful person in the city lord's mansion is the city lord's favorite poetic lady, who goes in and out of the study, and, most importantly, she is the only woman who dares to go against the city lord, which is a right that other eldest ladies and second ladies have never had. Hearing this, Sister Xiang's heart was like ashes, among so many women, how should her master come out?

No, I heard the maid say that the city lord had returned to the house, so he hurriedly rushed into the peach forest, but he didn't expect to see the culprit of the murder that day, without saying a word, he grabbed the poetic and picturesque sleeve and shouted and dragged away, Luo Wuyan's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled back the poetic picturesque, and shouted angrily in a low voice:

"Bold minion, what crime should you be guilty of treating your picturesque sister like this?"

Sister Xiang was shocked, her mouth was open, her face turned pale, and she stared at Shiruxiang with an unbelievable look, she was the most popular Miss Shiruhua in the mouth of the city lord.

God didn't seem to let her go, and He Liyu's low and cold voice sounded in the forest:

"What are you doing here at such a late hour?"

A few steps to Shiruhua's side, seeing that she was thinly dressed, she took off her cloak and tied it for her personally, and the eldest lady and the second lady who followed behind her smiled and stood respectfully at her side, looking at Sister Xiang's eyes suddenly became cold.

"Bold minion, how can you touch the poetry girl, come on, drag down the cane and punish fifty." The eldest lady raised her head, her indifferent gaze swept over her face with anxious dancing smoke, and her heart was extremely happy, slut, don't think that you can be presumptuous if you live in the mansion, really when you yourself are the picturesque mute girl, hum, as long as I am for a day, you will not want to climb into the bed of the city lord.

Shiruhua glanced at He Liyu, lowered her eyebrows, and watched coldly, for Luo Wuyan and Sister Xiang, she didn't want to fight for anything, at the beginning, for a strange her, they could be indifferent to each other, cruel means, why did they soften their hearts so much.

She has never been a soft-hearted person, and her means of dealing with her enemies have always been bloody suppression!

Seeing Sister Xiang crying and shouting to be escorted away, Luo Wuyan hurriedly knelt on her knees and pleaded in a panic:

"My lord, Sister Xiang didn't know the rules when she first arrived, so she was merciful under the staff."

"Miss Luo, you are clear about the rules of the house, and you can't tolerate the wanton behavior of being a slave, if you don't see it with your own eyes today, who knows how you bully the poetry girl behind your back." The eldest lady Jian Mengdie shouted angrily.

"Yes, Miss Luo, you are also an old man in the house, although you have not been in the house before, you also know the rules of the house, the rules can not be broken, don't pull her down, what are you waiting for." The second lady raised her eyebrows and picked her nails, and spoke coldly.

He Liyu looked at them, his eyes were deeper, his eyes were full of impatience, he left the peach forest without saying a word, Jian Mengdie and Fu Ru looked at each other, pursed their lips and smiled, their eyes were full of pride, and they twisted their willow waists and left after them.

Luo Wuyan had tears in her eyes, and watched Sister Xiang being dragged outside the forest, pressed to the ground, and the servant raised a stick and beat her.

The silent night echoed Sister Xiang's screams, like a wolf howling, like a nighthawk's sharp cry, eerie and terrifying.

In the front hall, everyone gathered around a table, He Liyu was in the first place, poetic and picturesque sitting beside him, the rest of the people were isolated, everyone's face was uncertain, looking at the picturesque sitting next to He Liyu, accompanied by a smiling face, one was more affectionate than the other, He Liyu was silent, and his cold gaze made all the maids and servants present dare not make a sound, and the dull and depressed atmosphere made the living room instantly silent, only the footsteps of the maids and servants continued to reverberate softly.

The dishes were all ready, all the maids and servants retreated to the door to wait, in the hall, everyone was waiting for He Liyu to open the banquet, Shiruhua picked up the chopsticks and glanced at it and put it down, He Liyu looked at her coldly, and her expression was expressionless:

"Don't you eat it?"

Poetically shaking his head and transmitting with consciousness:

"Actually, I'm not hungry."

He Liyun didn't speak, picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat that smelled particularly fragrant and put it in her bowl.

"Taste, you can't always eat those things."

Jian Mengdie stroked Ru Mei and Luo Wuyan sat there, her eyes were a little bitter, the dignified city lord had never given them food, nor had she spoken to them in a consultative tone.

Shiruhua, a mute woman, has such good luck, it is impossible not to be jealous in her heart, but what is difficult for them is that they must also suppress this jealousy and resentment deeply, and not show the slightest, otherwise, they will definitely be. Thinking of this, the three of them were all slightly distracted, and they didn't dare to imagine it anymore.

Looking at the pieces of meat in the bowl, Shiruhua took the chopsticks and took a bite gently, there was no strong bloody smell, it was very fragrant, it melted in the mouth, it was soft and delicious, his eyes lit up, he smiled on his eyebrows, and smiled at He Liyu.

Seeing that she had eaten, He Liyu's heart was half relieved, and he stopped talking and picked up chopsticks to eat, and the other three began to move chopsticks when they saw this.

The three people here all know the rules of the house, the city lord does not move the chopsticks, and the other people at the table cannot move, and now, this taboo has been broken in Shiruhua, and it is impossible not to make people feel aggrieved.

Halfway through eating, He Liyu put down his chopsticks, swept his eyes around coldly, and then said coldly:

"From now on, the financial power of the house will be handed over to Shiruhua, eldest lady, hand over the financial key to Miss Shi, you will assist you, understand?"

"Yes, sir!" Jian Mengdie got up with a smile, and when the other two girls heard this sudden decision, their faces were unpredictable, like a pinprick, and their hearts were horrified, could it be that Shiruhua was going to become the most powerful person in the City Lord's Mansion?

Jian Mengdie took out a golden keychain from her sleeve cage and put it in front of Shiru's picture, bowing with a smile:

"Miss Shi, this is the financial key of the house, in the future, everything in the house will be in the hands of Miss Shi, if you don't understand something, my sister will personally assist you, and it will not make you have the slightest difficulty." The words are very deferential, without the slightest resentment and stiffness, so she makes Shiruhua raise her eyebrows, it is difficult to hide her surprise, her calm eyes swept over the others, and several other people were also a little surprised, it seems that this decision was sudden, but why.

Gently lifting the golden keychain, Shiruxiang smiled faintly, chatted about his eyelids, and looked at He Liyu with an indifferent face.

"What do you mean?" The consciousness is full of interest and a little puzzled.

"That's what I give you for your liking." He Liyu coldly transmitted his voice, without a trace of emotion, which made Shiru's heart cold, anger appeared in his eyes, and he threw the keychain on the table with a 'snap', causing the other three people's faces to change slightly, is this woman crazy, she dares to lose her temper in front of the city lord, it is simply the rhythm of looking for death.

"He Liyu, you equate my liking for you with money, you are insulting my liking for you." The consciousness of anger made Shi Ruhua's breathing a little messy, and he got up suddenly, turned around and was about to leave, but he was grabbed by He Liyu's wrist, and his strong strength made his wrist hurt a little.

"Poetry is picturesque, in this house, what I say and do, you can't push it back, do you still want to taste the taste of being locked up." He Liyu's cold and ruthless words made Shiru's heart ache to the bone, his eyes were slightly red, he broke free of his stock index, took a deep breath, picked up the keychain on the table, and walked away.

Jian Mengdie stepped forward and grabbed He Liyu's arm, and said softly:

"Don't worry, adults, Ming'er's concubine will persuade her sister, adults have a lot of affairs, don't worry about such trivial things."

He Liyun nodded, hugged Jian Mengdie's waist behind him, and coldly ordered:

"Stay in the eldest lady's bedroom tonight, and the others will disperse."

Jian Mengdie was overjoyed, she was in a very happy mood, raised her eyebrows and threw Fu Ru Mei and Luo Wuyan a smug look, and left with He Liyu's arm.

"Bah, slut, there will be a place for you to cry in the future." Fu Ru stomped her feet hatefully and left with the maid.

Leaving Luo Wuyan alone to sit at the table in a daze, looking at the full meal, his heart was blocked, and he couldn't swallow it.

"Miss Luo, you still eat, if you don't eat, the slave will be cleaned up." The wind steward stood aside and made a color to the maid, who quietly retreated.

"Miss Luo, are you still used to entering the mansion?"

Luo Wuyan glanced at him, thinking that he could quickly get He Liyu's favor when he entered the mansion, but he didn't expect everything to go according to her imagination, there were the eldest lady and the second lady in front, and there was poetry and picturesqueness in the middle.

"Wind steward, although Wuyan is a singer of the Snow Sea Pavilion, but she is also innocent, and now she has been favored by the city lord and entered the mansion, in the future, if you don't understand something, please ask the wind steward to give more teachings."

"The dancing girl is too worried, the affairs of the city lord can't be worried about the subordinates, the subordinates just want to tell the dancing girl that if you want to survive in this mansion, there are some things you still have to ask the eldest lady more."

"Thank you for the reminder, Butler Wind, Wuyan remembered." Luo Wuyan got up, smiled, and bowed slightly.

"Oh, Miss Luo, you can torture the old slave, the old slave also looks at the girl who is pitiful, and asks you not to go to your heart." The wind steward hurriedly helped him.

"It's getting late, Steward Feng, Wuyan will go back first." With a smile on her face, she left the antechamber with the maid.

Until the figure of the dancing smoke disappeared, an old voice sounded in the silent antechamber:

"Wind steward, you've broken the rules."

The wind steward was startled, hurriedly turned around to look, and saw that it was the old woman, so he relaxed his expression and sighed:

"Xiao (xiaoxiao) mother-in-law, the old slave can't bear it."

"Wrong, wrong, Steward Feng, you shouldn't talk too much, hey, some things have to be seen through by themselves, and they can only do it, what about you, be careful of causing trouble, and you will not end well." Granny Xiao sighed, her old wrinkled face looked ghostly and erratic in the night light.

"Granny Xiao, I owe her father a life, and I have to pay it back." The figure of the vicissitudes of the wind steward instantly became old, rickety, and his face was very bitter.

"Why bother, everything is just a passing cloud." After speaking, Granny Xiao leaned over and slowly left.

The silence and emptiness of the hall left the wind butler alone to stare at the flickering shadows outside, and sighed deeply